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Laugh a t a ll things,
Great a n d small things,
Sick or well, on sea o r shore,
While we are qua ffing
Let's h a ve some laughing.
\¥ ho the d evil cares for more
?
vVhile we live le t 's live in clover,
For when we're dea d we're <lead a ll over.
Let h er roll.
Be glad and your friends are m any,
Be sad and you lose them a ll ;
They do not decline your nectared wine,
B ut alon e you must drink life 's gall.
Let's h ave a smile .
To my enemies here 's my toast
I hope each shall be a ghost,
And that the devil
Will ne'er be a d a y well
Till a ll h ave been given a roast.
Sing, a nd the hills w ill a nswer
Sigh, it is lost on the a ir;
T h e echoes bound to a joyo us sound,
And good wine ba nishes care.
Woman.
She n eeds no eulogy . She speaks for herself.
Champagne for o ur real friends and real pa ins
for our sh am friends.
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